[ Field Class ] Ratman Stabbins, Esq. (page 6!)

[shyanimegrl]

((rollin for added post inspiration ahaha))

Danirate figured that he would try again to put some distance between himself and the persistent wind of doom he happened to know and headed back toward the start of the hall he had ended up entering first. Upon registering Emily's voice, he looked toward her direction and spotted her and then replied to her query, "Yeah, and even I thought that fall was rather interesting. I would rather not be in any hurry to repeat another one though." He decided to smack a plush rat out of the way rather than go around it. But though he succeeded in hitting the second as well, it recoiled and swung against the side of his face too so that he had to duck as it bounced back yet again and threatened to hit him a second time. Fortunately, the dodge was well timed and he garnered no further blows as he returned to the beginning of the hall where the other forks were located.

HP: 20/30
Points: 164

mangshra

 

[PrinceFigment]

Branimir snorted lightly at the being's comment, "Yes, how unfortunate that would be."

Looking back to the contraption, he lay it on the ground, taking a running start, figuring that the sheer speed of himself would surely serve to carry him through the halls. Seeking to prove that he would fare better than others, that he was an undead with true talent, he angled himself toward the hardest of the halls, attempting to keep himself steady as he rushed forward.

Though his footing was far from steady, he maintained a fairly quick pace. Claws trailing along the walls, he raked at each of the rats in his path. His claws struck plush and stone, though which was struck, the darkness made it difficult to tell.

The wheels of the device wobbled lightly as he went through darkness of the halls. He gripped the walls to keep himself upright, slowing himself as he did so. The slowed speed let the wheel catch just so on a rock in the hall, sending the undead forward a few feet, sprawling upon the floor. Perhaps this course was a bit much for him. Though he was loathe to admit such things to the surrounding beasts.

Smerdle

Sorry! XD Brani's got a superiority complex.

 

[shyanimegrl]

((lol this is just so fun x D))

"Eek," Alpinely squeaked to another halt before going into another fit of entertained laughter. She had just barely avoided spraining her ankle when she balanced dangerously and moved ever so slowly with the unintentional crawl of her skateboard toward a rat plush. And when she just lost balance right before her aimed hit could land on her target, she ended up missing and shifting to catch herself before incurring dire injury to herself. Thankfully she had managed to avoid said injury after all and continue amusing herself.

HP: 20/30
Points: 70  

[shyanimegrl]

((and one more perhaps for now x D))

Alpinely had taken her skateboard several feet back again and zoomed toward the rat plush she missed this time. And she missed yet again by a long shot. Fortunately Ali did not injure herself yet again as well despite her poor form on her skateboard.  

[shyanimegrl]

((okok I luv dice kekeke))

Again Ali sailed toward the rat plush and missed and still her form looked like a disaster waiting to happen.  

[shyanimegrl]

((and one more lest I k.o. myself rofl x D))

Perhaps Ali decided not to push her luck further as this time she stood on her skateboard where she had halted and it crept toward the target with little effort. She missed her first swing and twisted back to aim another swing before she got to far away. It also seemed the vampire ghoul was oblivious to the soreness of her body from having pressed it to keep up the oddest postures all this time.  

[shyanimegrl]

((ah why not ahaha x D))

After five attempts, Ali had finally succeeded in landing a blow on the elusive rat plush she had been aiming at. She stood near it with one foot on her skateboard as she continued to breath large breaths between her laughter. This game was more tiring than she thought and standing near the still swinging plush turned out to be a mistake too since it recoiled and knocked her out mid-laugh. So in a sense the ghoul had in fact laughed until the lights went out.

HP: 0/30
Points: 154  

[Cheekiebirdiee]

A rat killin' machine. Great, this was going to be work. Zaire gave a low dramatic sigh and a told you so glance to Jory. A glance that washed down the other boil to his leg. Was this even going to be ok for today, he had to wonder and give the other boil yet another look, one that clearly asked if he was up for this. He was trying to get better about the overprotective nature that got the best of him since the hunter incident but it was hard.

Even if they were fighting what looked like stuffed animals, he still had to think there might be something weird about them. This was a ToTer after all and they were pranksters right? Noting the label on the paths a motion to the easy was made, "lets go there." Zaire started to move, not really giving Jory a chance for protest unless the other boil broke away from him, skateboard up like a bat for the moment.

Smacking as he entered the path without regard, this was actually a good frustration outlet. As each bat seemed to turn into that guttermouth little p***k of a hunter.

Hp : 39 / 40
Points: 60

Beejoux

 

[Cheekiebirdiee]

Spinar just smiled with the predictable reply and shook his head. Though did take notice of the little show, and for just a split second wondered if Batty would be more fruitful to pursue than the ever so charming hobo of a ToTer that haunted in the bird park. A tip of helmet was given to the ToTer before all attention turned to Rosy. Somehow the ghoul always managed to sneak up on him, not that he minded, especially not today when he was innocent.

"Hello ghoully." Charming as ever a tasteful display of affection via cheek kiss was given to Rosy before icy eyes turned to the newly opened path. "Shall we?" With the question he was off, being the overachiever he was and settling on the normal path. Because why put in to much effort without knowing if there was an actual prize?

Hp: 37 / 40
Points :

Pixie Krysta Ordreg

ToT Old Batty

thanks for the class and chibis! C:

 

[PrinceFigment]

Pulling himself to his feet, he growled to himself as he dusted his breeches. The strigoi would not allow himself to be beaten by, of all things, stuffed rats. Such humiliation was unbefitting of a noble, even moreso than associating himself with the lesser creatures.

Digging his claws into the wooden plank, he thrust the board forward, rushing after it and planting himself firmly in its middle. He would continue toward the end until he had completed the course. Regardless of anything the other creatures could hope to accomplish, he would be the victor in this little class of theirs.

Eyes scanning the darkness, he let himself be propelled forward, claws digging any non-stone substances that found its way into his grasp.  

[Pixie Krysta Ordreg]

Rosy couldn't help but smile the moment she felt Spinar's cool lips brush her cheek. curling closer only for a brief moment, she pulls away the moment the professor explains what they would be doing. She couldn't help but arch a brow, her teeth chewing on the inside of her cheek. Skateboarding and hitting plush rats, this wasn't what she was expecting to say the least.

Not to mention the only been on a skateboard twice.

And they were attached to video games.

Sighing, she watch as her boilfriend took off onto the course. Watching him only for a moment before she finally pulls on her helmet. Dropping the skateboard onto the ground, she place one sneaker onto to it. Very slowly, she place the other foot onto the board, testing her balance. She shook, but not to bad, which made her glad.

Only a second later she fell off, landing on her butt with a string of curses coming from her lips. Getting back up, she test the board again, before pushing off, and heading into the course. She was slow at first, trying to get her barring before she actually gave her complete go at the rats. It took her a few minutes before she got up a good speed, not anything fancy, but before that she was grinning.

Searching for a few rats, she shifts to body before she took aim at rat. Her speed slowing down as she reach down to grab up a plushie. Seconds later, her nails dug into the neck, before ripping the head off. A small chuckle coming from her before pauses to glance around for her boilfriend.

She couldn't help but wonder how he was doing..

HP: 37/40
Points: 56  

[Pixie Krysta Ordreg]

Xyra frown deepen even more when she not only heard the task, but saw the course they would be on. Her tail smacking the ground before she crossed her arms under her chest. This wasn't at all what she thought classes would be like. Not only did she not have the right shoes on, but she couldn't skateboard period. Looking down at her heel boots, her tail smacked the ground even harder behind her as she watch the course. Her eyes following two familiar boils at they give the course a try.

She couldn't help but smirk, but the smirk soon faded when she thought about how she would be doing this herself. The professor said they could use the skateboards as bats, so long as they killed rats. With a small sigh, she pinched the bridge of her nose for a brief moment.

Picking up her board, she carefully moves out onto the course. She wasn't about to get on this board unless she had no choice, and even then she would fight it. Heels clicking the ground, and tail trashing behind her she moves to the first rat plushie she saw. Her gold eyes narrowing on the ugly thing as she picks up the board and lifts it above her head.

Without a word, she brought it down with a loud crack.

Lifting it slowly, she saw she did nothing but squish the plushie. No damage which made her angry for a moment. This whole thing didn't make any sense to her, so instead she picks it up and rips the head clean from the body. Dropping both pieces onto the ground, she gives a small shrug as she glance around.

Truth was, she was honestly debating if she wanted to try for more points. The professor said the only way he would pass them would be if they tried hard. This cause the Tiefling to growl before she keeps moving across the course.

Her eyes keeping alert, making sure she not only got ran over, but she didn't run into two boils. She wanted to be done with the class, then go back to her room and study.

Simple as that.

HP: 29/30
Points: 15  

[PrinceFigment]

His hands closed around a plush rat, easily tearing it at the seams and tossing it aside. Finally becoming accustomed to the contraption beneath him, he attempted to keep his weight balanced as he pushed himself through the halls.

He grinned savagely, finding a thorough enjoyment in the would-be bloody deed. While he did understand that there was no real danger to anyone or anything, he allowed his mind to wander as he rushed through the confines of the tunnel.

Fingertips trailed along the walls, continuing to seek out the wretched creatures who dared threaten his position as a respected noble-creature. Branimir sought the fabric monstrosities, ready to destroy the lot of them.  

[PrinceFigment]

His arrogant display cost him a few of the vile little plushes, as he sped by, the momentum carrying him faster than he was prepared for, causing him to struggle for his footing. He scowled slightly, nails digging into the stone to slow himself and steady his movements.

With his motions steady, he rushed forward once again, aiming to claim more of the creatures' comrades. However many he took down, more and more seemed willing to take their places. Coming to a higher speed, he dug his nails in, no longer caring to discern stone from fabric.

Eager to reclaim his quarry, he worked the board beneath him as hard as he was able. Branimir would prove his superiority over these lowly monsters.